Chapter Twenty

Emperor Kangxi naturally knew that Yinreng had left the palace, and he was accompanied by secret guards.

This includes what they said at Songgotu's residence, and their encounter outside with the princess of the Fucha family, the future crown princess chosen by the Empress Dowager.

However, seeing that Bao Cheng and Princess Fucha took a stroll around, even though they left the ice rink after only a short while, is still progress, isn't it?

Perhaps the princess of the Fucha family is a little special?

But no matter how special she was, she left before she even had a chance to drink a cup of tea at the ice rink, leaving behind a little princess...

This made Kangxi even more certain of his previous thoughts: the Crown Prince, as the heir apparent, absolutely could not be incompetent!

Emperor Kangxi was truly worried sick about whether his son could handle this matter, and even secretly summoned the imperial physicians to inquire.

The imperial physicians suspected that the emperor's secretive energy stemmed from his busy daytime affairs of state being drained of his energy by the concubines in the harem at night. Upon hearing this, they exclaimed, "No good? No good?!"

Is the Emperor dying?

Hearing this, I was filled with shock and panic. Could I really tell him about such a sensitive and serious matter that could lead to execution?

He forcefully suppressed the panic and turmoil in his heart, and even if the sky were to fall, nothing could make him more terrified.

He had indeed done research on certain male disorders, and after explaining them in the most tactful way, he said he needed to assess the situation.

Then, the emperor waved his hand, dismissing him.

Imperial Physician: Oh no, am I going to die in the mass grave tonight? I wonder if my wife and children at home can go there and dig him up.

The imperial physician left dejectedly, and then... wait and wait... Hey? I'm alright?

Suddenly, a thought struck him: he understood. It must be that His Majesty's condition couldn't be known by too many people. This imperial physician, who knew a little about urology, would definitely keep the secret until his death.

Once I understood, carrying the heavy medicine box, I felt lighter and quickened my pace.

At this moment, Emperor Kangxi was unaware that the old imperial physician had suspected him and that he had taken the blame for the crown prince. He was pondering how to persuade the crown prince to accept treatment calmly.

Why.

This is truly putting him, the old father, in a difficult position.

After returning to the palace, Yinreng continued to study in his study, immersing himself in poetry and literature. Stories and the like were never in his Yuqing Palace.

The emperor was also very strict.

Not long after, a princess came to bring soup from outside the study. "Your Highness, you've worked hard; you need to nourish yourself..."

Yinreng knew without a doubt that this was a new princess, possibly acting on the Emperor's orders. He turned to Xiao Shunzi beside him and asked, "What did Princess Fucha do after I left?"

The one at the gate? She was sent back to her inner palace and then confined there for a few months.

"After ice skating, Princess Fucha bought jewelry and clothes, and then went home." The scene of Princess Fucha having fun at the ice rink was glossed over, as if His Highness the Crown Prince wasn't someone who had the leisure to listen to such things.

His Highness the Crown Prince is about to accomplish something truly momentous!

Yinreng was naturally unaware of Xiao Shunzi's thoughts. His feelings for Princess Fucha were indeed somewhat subtle. He had never seen such a... well, straightforward and fiery person before, who had entered his heart with lightning speed.

At this moment, Yinreng was unaware that whenever he thought of her, those affectionate words would stop him, as if a bubble had been popped. He decided to just read his book.

His Highness the Crown Prince, who had just begun his official duties, had no mind for women. He was focused on handling the matters entrusted to him by his father, the Emperor. Women would only slow him down in dealing with important matters.

Princess Fucha Chen Jialuo, the little cutie, had a wonderful time today. Her face was beaming with smiles as she hummed the song "We ordinary people are so happy tonight" on her way home.

Xiaoqing, standing beside Gege, looked at her hesitantly, but in the end, she didn't say anything that would spoil the mood.

She was filled with distress, wondering if she had said something wrong to offend the Crown Prince, since he had accompanied the princess to the ice rink and left so soon.

Preferring storybooks to His Highness the Crown Prince? But didn't he later accompany the Princess on a walk?

So that was at the ice rink? But, the princess didn't seem to say more than a few words. She just asked His Highness the Crown Prince, "Young Master, would you like to go play together?" and then the Crown Prince got angry and left? ???

Is His Highness the Crown Prince really that stingy?

Xiaoqing was worried that if the princess angered the crown prince, she wouldn't have a good time in Yuqing Palace. What if she didn't have a son or daughter...?

Why.

Seeing Gege smiling so happily and brightly, he couldn't bring himself to say these words; he could only keep them bottled up inside.

Upon returning to the Fucha family, Fucha Fujin immediately sought out her daughter to inquire whether she had encountered the Crown Prince. Oh dear, she was truly worried sick about her daughter.

When she saw her mother, Jialuo's face was full of smiles. "Mother."

It's clear that you had a particularly happy day.

"You had so much fun today? Did you run into someone?" Consort Fucha asked gently, her tone full of concern.

"Mother, I ran into His Highness the Crown Prince at the library. We even went ice skating together, but unfortunately, His Highness was very busy and left after a short while." Speaking of the Crown Prince, she smiled, showing how much she liked him.

Seeing her daughter's expression, Consort Fucha's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that she has fallen for the Crown Prince?

She had met the Crown Prince a few times; he was indeed handsome and refined, the kind of boy young girls liked.

However, once she marries the Crown Prince and becomes his consort, she cannot have any feelings for him. In the palace, once feelings are involved, it is easy to be impulsive and do irrational things.

"My child, His Highness the Crown Prince is indeed handsome and elegant, but he is also a descendant of the dragon and the phoenix. In the future, you will not be the only one. As the Crown Princess, you must learn to be virtuous and gentle. Most importantly, you must give birth to the eldest son of the legitimate wife. Only when you have a firm foothold can you have confidence."

Consort Fucha knew that her daughter didn't have her abilities. Of course, His Highness the Crown Prince wouldn't be controlled by a group of women in the inner quarters, unlike that old fool Misihan.

Therefore, the knowledge imparted is different.

"Yes, I'll listen to Mother." Chen Jialuo nodded. She was also very perceptive and knew that in ancient times, it was impossible to talk about 'one love for one lifetime' and she didn't want any romantic love.

The young man, Tietie, is noble, aloof, and handsome. If he has a baby or adopts a few kittens in the future, he won't be lonely.

Good food and drink, and a big house to live in—this is something I could never hope for in modern times.

What is emotion anyway?

When Fucha Fujin heard her daughter so obediently agree to her words, a smile bloomed on her face. Although agreeing was one thing, whether she could actually do it was another, but she could often brainwash her daughter.

To be truly happy, one must live with clarity and understanding. There's nothing wrong with liking a man, but the problem is that you can't keep holding onto it, especially when it comes to your own daughter...

Never mind, it's better not to say anything.

In the days that followed, Consort Fucha often talked with her daughter and prepared her dowry. The Ministry of Rites was also preparing for the wedding of the first Crown Prince of the Qing Dynasty. Chen Jialuo didn't even pay attention to the triennial general election in March.

Because the wedding day was approaching, the nannies began to give her extra training on what to do during the wedding and what to do when paying respects on the second day of the wedding. They even rehearsed it, afraid that something might go wrong.

If something goes wrong with this, then that person is just plain stupid.

May.

The Fucha family, including Jialuo's uncles and aunts, all started to get busy.

On the day the dowry was carried, the aunts of the Fucha family and the aunts of the Wuya family who were closer to the dowry came to add to it. Although the dowry was supposed to be 120 tiers, four more tiers were added.

Empress Hesheli's dowry consisted of 132 sets of tatami mats.

Empress Niohuru's dowry consisted of 128 sets of items.

As the Crown Princess, she could not be ranked higher than the two Empresses, but the number 124 was not auspicious enough, so two more dowry items were added to make it 126.

When the dowry was being displayed, the First Princess looked at the 126 tiers of dowry and her expression was somewhat strained and subtle. After all, when she married the First Prince, she only had 118 tiers.

Many of them are relatively inexpensive but appear large, which is why there are 118 of them. It's not a pleasant feeling to be trampled underfoot.

However, the First Princess Consort, who was used to hiding her true feelings, also smiled and was happy for her. This was the Crown Princess whom the Emperor had chosen for a long time.

The Emperor only saw the discord between the eldest prince and the crown prince as a playful squabble between two brothers. However, he did not think the same way about the discord between the sisters-in-law. The First Princess Consort was aware of this.

At this moment, the eldest prince, looking at the many dowry items and the smiling crown prince, raised his chin and delivered some good news.

"Your Highness, my wife is pregnant again. I also wish you and your sister-in-law a speedy delivery of a son." The eldest prince, Yinti, said this with great pride.

The eldest grandson was born to him, wasn't he?

Yinreng, provoked by the eldest prince, offered his congratulations with a half-smile, "Oh, then congratulations really, eldest brother. Having another daughter will keep your eldest princess company."

Upon hearing this, the First Prince's eyes widened in disbelief. "Ha! Just you wait and see! My wife will definitely give birth to my eldest son and eldest grandson!!!"

As he spoke, he laughed smugly as if he could already see the scene. The brothers next to him watched as their eldest brother started arguing with the crown prince again, but they remained silent and did not interrupt.

Anyway, they haven't married yet, so let the Crown Prince and his elder brother fight over the matter of the eldest grandson.

"I remember that when my elder brother was pregnant with my sister-in-law last time, he was just as resolute. I just don't know if this time, he will be able to have his wish fulfilled. Perhaps, as always, we will have abundance every year." The Crown Prince's childishness could only be revealed in front of the eldest prince, and he was unyielding at every step.

The eldest son is the most annoying. Even when he was a child, he would always steal the emperor's attention as soon as he returned to the palace, even though the emperor was clearly his.

As they grew up, they would compete with him for everything, always showing off their skills in horseback riding and archery, and even vying for the title of eldest grandson.

Oh!

"Second brother, you can't expect anything good to come out of your mouth." The eldest brother was also angry, thinking that the Crown Prince's words were extremely malicious. He pointed at him and cursed loudly. The third and fourth brothers quickly pulled them away. This was the day the Crown Princess was carrying her dowry; what kind of behavior was it to start a fight?

(End of this chapter)